Sheltered insouciance

Insouciance, what is that?
Hark the peals of bells in the far distance
villages chock full of giggling maidens
and young swains
a country fair , a meet, a mela
whence that revelry comes around
and the stars fix in the skies
Breakers resounding, who is there to watch
Those amber hues, those magnolia blossoms
her hair lay on the water as a river in the sand
I see the lilies blazoned with the face of Mine own
Does she even know the depth of her taking,
and hence her giving.

when two enjoin and look within,
those peals of sound , those claps of light
that clammy stygian spread of sludge
Oozing from My mind
she made it hers and gave Me My needs
Wrapt in splendour and glistening like a moat
My hands on her throat, her whisper in My mind ,
how long did she know Him
and Yet she went
was He an oak a banyan?
Spreading His Wings for her to shelter in
those monsoon Rains those parched Earths
the smell and the fetid air manna to her senses
Surfeited they lay, smiled to the Morn